beauty.



My sickest lover, the one who was always there for me.
Maine Mainly, the one who never left.
Thank you for being there for me,
especially during the blue days.
Filling me up when I felt rather empty,
a great tea-time friend.

My cheesecake lover, where for art thou?
You also come in the gorgeous, most bodacious form
of a mouthwatering delight.

To serve as a gift, perhaps?

This. Is. Beauty.
If I could own any endangered wildlife,
it would be the White Siberian Tiger.
Flawless snow-furred beauty.

And behold,
Beauty in another form.
My ex-obsession.
xx
- throw the pen away.